Everything that Liu Caizhe said was like a whip snapping at Yin Shuiling's heart. The phone in her hand fell onto the carpet, and she covered her face. Her face was instantly covered in tears.
Did he really buy the farm for her?
Because she screamed why did my mother die and not you over the phone, he ended up in a car crash?
Or maybe, he was really a pitiful person…
Yin Shuiling turned around. She went down quickly and ran into the kitchen. She opened the fridge, and took out some ingredients to make soup.
After half an hour, the nourishing soup made with fresh ingredients was done. She took out the thermos flask to scoop it inside. She was about to head for the hospital, and she stopped in her tracks once again.
